A/N: Alright.
So, those of you who had been reading this constantly earlier, this is a little odd of a shift.
But, well, the way that it was going, I wasn't getting much back. I know it sounds stupid and such, and whiny, and so needy of attention but…I…gah. Gah. I…had two chapters in a row with really bad reception. And, I know if I want people to enjoy this, I have to start with something solid and was really good. And I hate that I feel like this, but to be honest…writing is one of the few things I can do that I feel very comfortable with. It's one of those things I feel like I can let my heart into and just…enjoy it. But when I do it and I don't get much reception…it makes me feel like the one of the few things I can do right, I can't do decent enough for people to enjoy. And, I don't blame you guys. Not at all. It's more my fault than anything. I'm not looking for pity, either, I just want to explain to you guys why I feel like this, and my thoughts.
And this is a strong beginning.
Antonio and the Cat was my most successful arc out of all, and is one of my personal favorites. It's funny, and does have a story to it. It really is the beginning of the series, since I wrote it to be able to stand alone. Lovino and Feliciano are just support beams, really.
It will probably be from mostly Romano's POV, but it may switch from character to character every now and again. Now let the story begin~!
Lovino's POV
The dream begins simple enough. I find myself in the school, with a decent amount of classmates asleep around me oddly enough. There is one other figure awake. Her brown eyes are rather irritated and her blonde hair is in a slight disarray. I would say she was pretty, aside from the fact that she looks fucking terrifying.
"Okay, brat, you won. What do you want?" She does not sound pleased. Not at all.
"You can send people through other dimensions, right? I want you to send all of us to a dimension where we don't have to deal with all this shit! The demons, the mafia, the abilities, all of it!" What am I even talking about? Demons? Abilities? What?
The girl has a look of confusion on her face before she covers it up. "You want me to send you, all of you, as in all the people in this room, to another dimension to where you don't have to deal with the stuff you have to deal with now?"
"Didn't I just say all that?" I cross my arms over my chest. I feel as though I am forgetting something. "Make sure we're in the same dimension. Not that I care about most of the idiots here, but if someone is gone then it's just going to be hell."
"All right, brat, you got yourself a deal!" She snaps her fingers, and it seems as though all of the unconscious people in the room dissolve until only the two of us are left. "There. They are all in the correct dimension. Now we just have to send you, but you can't take the same path as them." The room shifts and I find myself in a hallway of mirrors. It oddly seems familiar.
She leads me to a mirror with the number 36 carved carefully on it. I get ready to go to the mirror, but a voice cuts out and stops me. We both turn and see a boy about my age with black hair and equally black eyes is running up to us. "Lovino! Don't do it! You don't understand the consequences!" What consequences? Who even is this guy?
I look down at my feet. "I have to. Everyone else is gone."
"Idiot! Learn about what things do before you go and jump into mirrors! Or send other people in!" He takes a breath and calms down, before turning away. "Just remember this; some of you will be cursed to remember your mistakes of your past lives, and others will be cursed to forget. These mirrors…they are a curse. Just remember that." And he was gone. Thanks for that pleasant words, bastard…
I get ready to go up to the mirror, when the girl grabs my shoulder and holds me back. She whispers harshly in my ear "I will come back. You owe me for such a big wish."
"That wasn't part of the deal! You bitch!" I yell at her.
She smirks at this. "I know." She turns me so my back is to the mirror. "Checkmate, Lovino! I hope you are pleased with your wish~!" She pushes me so I am in front of the mirror. I stand there for a second when my collar is grabbed. An arm snakes its way around my waste and pulls me into the mirror. Fear grips me, and I try to break the hold of the arms but it is to no avail. The hand on my collar moves from my collar and moves to my mouth, probably to mute my cries for help, I hadn't even realized I was making.
The last thing I hear from this world is the girl cackling, and chanting in some language. When I go through the mirror, everything goes black for an instant and the arms fall from me. A bright light pierces through the darkness and I feel myself drift to it…
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The sudden sunlight from my window wakes me up. I notice it was Feliciano who opened the curtains, that bastard. "What the hell, Feliciano!" I yell at him.
"Sorry, fratello, but Nonno told me to come get you up~ I tried shaking you and stuff, but you just wouldn't wake up! I finally decided to open the curtains, and it woke you up!" Wait, Nonno? Something seems…off…about that.
I shake my head. "Must have been that dream…" I mutter to myself.
"What dream?" Damn, I thought Feliciano left…
"Nothing, bastard. It was just a real…weird dream." I shake my head, hoping to get it out of my head.
But it definitely made me think. What if that was a memory? Like that guy said, some remember, some forget?
It's too much to think about this early in the morning.
Within five minutes, I'm on my way downstairs for breakfast. Of course, when I see the clock, I freak out. "FELICIANO! WHY DIDN'T YOU GET ME UP SOONER?! CLASS STARTS IN FIVE MINUTES!" I grab my idiot twin and run out the door.
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We luckily get to school on time, somehow.
Classes go by pretty normal. I go outside to wait for Antonio to go to lunch.
While I am waiting, I see a figure walk up to me. Due to the cloak covering the person's whole body, I can't even identify the person's gender.
"Who are you?" I ask the figure when they stop in front of me.
The voice responds simply with an "It is time for you to repay me~!" Definitely a female voice. It sounds familiar.
Suddenly, I realize who it is. "You! What the fuck are-"
She giggles again, while throwing the hood off of her head, her blonde hair bouncing out. "I'm here to take back what you owe me, Lovino!" It's…that girl from my dream.
She taps me on the forehead. "Nighty-night, Lovino!"
Two Months Later…
Cat's POV
When that bastard brought me home, it was in a fucking kennel. And I had to let him know, I fucking hated it. But, of course, all that brainless idiot heard was fucking meowing.
I'm sitting here thinking about that, which was a few days ago, as I watch this human pace back and forth frantically. Part of me wants to know what he is pacing about, but the other part is still fucking pissed at him for locking me in a goddamned kennel. That, and that part of me also does not give a fuck about this human at all.
Suddenly, the human lifts me up. "What the fuck are you doing, you bastard?!" I yowl at him.
"Hee, hee, your so cute, gato~!" He says as he scratches my ears. I do like the ear scratching. Oh, he's rubbing my chin now ngggggh…
"Hey, asshole, why'd you stop?!" I scream at him. He laughs again and takes me into the living room where a few people are sitting. All are boys.
The first boy speaks up. He has brown-ish red hair, with a random curl sticking out and honey-brown eyes. "Antonio, is that your new kitty~?" The boy asks.
The human holding me laughs. So it is safe to assume this bastard is named Antonio. Good. "Yes, this is my new cat. I don't know what to call him yet though." The boy takes me out of Antonio's hands. "Feli, you got an idea?" He asks.
Until I am proven wrong, I will assume the one holding me is Feli. "Not to sure, Antonio. How about Pookie?" Pookie? Fuck that shit. I bat Feli on the head, just so he knows I don't like it.
A laugh distracts Feli from responding to my hitting. It really wasn't a laugh. More of a 'kesesesesese', whatever the fuck that is. "It seems the cat doesn't like that, Feli!" I am suddenly passed to another set of hands, cursing everyone in the room. I am being held by a guy with white hair and red eyes. Something tells me that I will not like him. "How 'bout Gilcat?" Gilcat?! Nope nope nope nope!
I am lifted (again) from the hands. "Gilbert, I don't think this lovely little guy would like that, now would you, mon ami?" I am now looking at an obvious French guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. Something just screams pervert, so I hit him in the face. He drops me. "Toni! Your cat hit me!"
I run behind Antonio and hiss at the French guy. Antonio lifts me into the air. "Francis, maybe you shouldn't go near him, I don't think he likes you."
"Oh honhonhon~! Doesn't he remind you of a certain Italian?" As soon as Francis says it, he covers his mouth. "Oh God, Antonio…I didn't mean…"
Antonio laughs after a while. "I know you didn't, Francis. Heh, he even has Lovi's curl!" To make the point, he pulls on the random curl on my head. I hit his hand to get him to stop. Antonio stops, but holds me tighter. "Hey, Feli, how have you and your grandpa been doing since…"
Feli sniffles a bit. "…" After he doesn't respond, Antonio says something.
"Hey, I just thought of a name for him!" Everyone looks at him like he is insane. So do I, if a cat actually can do that. "Romano! His name will be Romano!"
Silence. From everyone. Gilbert clears his throat. "Antonio…you…you can't."
Antonio squeezes on me slightly. "Yes I can! I will call him Romano!"
Francis responds this time. "Antonio, you got him to help you with Lovino…but this-!"
"Shut up! I will call my cat Romano! I don't want to forget Lovino! And when he comes back, we will laugh over the fact that I named my cat with his middle name!" He kept squeezing on me until I yelp. He suddenly drops me on the floor and I run to the back of the house.
I find myself in a bedroom. I jump up onto the desk. There is a half-eaten tomato, gross, a few math assignments, and a picture. In the picture is all the people in the living room plus a few other people. One of them is a guy in between Feli and Gilbert, who just screams potato with his slicked back blonde hair and steel-blue eyes.
The other guys catches my interest. He stands between Feli and Antonio. He looks a lot like Feli, with browner hair and greenish-brownish-hazel eyes, plus the curl protrudes on the left side instead of the right. Antonio seems to have his arm around him protectively. Why does this human look like me?
The hand on me makes me jump slightly. I look and see Antonio. "Hiya, Romano! That's me a few a people. You met Francis and Gilbert, that guy next to Gilbert is Ludwig, Gil's brother, and on the other side of Feli is Lovi…no…" Antonio seems to lose all his energy he had before when describing everyone else. I rub my head against his hand. "Ah! Sorry, Roma, I just got distracted is all." He turns the picture over so that the image is on the desk. "I don't want to think about it right now, so let's go get you some food, Roma!" I take one look at the picture and run after Antonio.
There is that part of me, deep down, that wants to know who this Lovino is, what he had to do with Antonio, and what happened to him. But the bigger part of me really couldn't care less; after all, these humans are keeping me captive, and put me in a kennel. And, I'm fucking hungry. I'm gonna follow this asshole if he says he has food!
A/N: And that's it.
Tell me what you guys thought, and I'll see you tomorrow. Until I get this up to chapter 6, it will be updated daily. After that, it will be on Mondays and Fridays.
Bye bye!
